Cassidy's P.O.V
Violet draws me what I am and I am so amazed. Once the drawing is on my arm in purple ink i start getting a tad but nervous. "Relax, it won't hurt so bad. We can stop for breaks, I'll buy" she smiles, she starts and I am in love with all of the colors that she will be using. "How's being married?" I suddenly ask making her laugh.
"Its good if you marry the right person and they make you happy, I mean Dylan and I aren't perfect. We argue sometimes and get mad at each other but we always talk it out. He knows mostly everything about me like he knows me more then my own mother" I cringe when she says the last word. "I'm sorry" is all she says, I just nod and try to smile.
"How did you meet Vince?" I say after the long silence that consumes us "its a long story well not really but he know Dylan since they went to school together and hadn't seen each other in a while. Vince came in for a tattoo and I had to do it since Dylan was booked and I wasn't so I drank my coffee and made small talk but by the end of that session we were like bestfriends." She laughs a little
"His girlfriend came out and was such a bitch I mean im a pretty cool person, I make friends easily but she just made me want to punch her in the neck" I try to contain my laughter. "I'm glad he left her, I mean she only wanted his money" she sighs and I try to process all of the new information that I had just been given.
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Daddy, I love you.
Non-FictionCassidy is 19 soon to be 20. She works from morning till night just to make ends meat. She ran away from home when she was only 16 and sometimes she gets sad. The only thing that makes her happy is when she sucks on her pacifier and wears her favori...
